#magical engineery

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The Crows.

Here is a closer and more detailed version.

It is still a Work in Progress.

You have a right side view. A left side, and a top side view of the helmet.

However, no crows are the same. Which is one of the reasons why no one knows how they work and how they were made.

[finny-art]

The Crows.

Here is another drawing from 2021. I had stumbled upon an abstract art picture of some sort and drew what I saw. And BAM!

The vibe I was going for was :

magical engineering,

steampunk,

and some ounce of bio-mechanical

(my knowledge on those topics is small, please don't come at me)

They are sentinels.

Like crows, their appearance is a bad omen. Wherever the go, calamity follows—or precedes them. They never appear without reason. Something is always bound to happen.

In ther aftermaths of wars, they were seen wandering battlefields, dragging away abandonned corpses to unknowns places. They linger by the bedsides of the dying. They shadow the bedside of sick children.

Thir presence is a harbinger—not always of death, but of change.

Yet, their intentions are not always grim. At times, they emerge as helpers—saviors. To guide a lost child home. To help the hurt and sick. Or to simply stand beside those who have lost faith in hope.

Other times, their actions defy all logic. They have stopped murders before they happend—only to commit killings with no warning, no explanation.

To some, they are saviors, helpers, angels of some sort.

To others... They are silent, unpredictable, executionners.

No one knows where they come from, or who—if anyone—created them. They speak no known language. None are the same. They do not gather, nor form groups like humans or animals.

They simply appear, and then vanish.

Scholars, mystics and fools alike have tried to name them, to understand and decipher them. Some believes they are guardians of humanity, silent sheperds guiding us through unseen threath.

Others, insist thay are omens of its end, watching, waiting—for the right moment to strike.

They are watching. Always. They will come when they are needed.

Or when they are the least expected.